I’m past the thirty hour mark on this thing. Most of the futzing is behind me. I’m still wrestling with the lever placement versus ‘bar height. To be continued.
The shape of some components offends me. They make me wanna wear a radio and tell my director I need a gel. Or let him know I’m sick of chasing the break.
When did bicycle parts become so androgynous? I spend my waking hours trying to create beautiful frames. But they don’t exist in a bubble.
My biggest challenge – my only challenge – is how to complete the task using metal and carbon fiber objects that look like they were baked in a waffle iron.
All This By Hand
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